My Church

The woods are lovely, nighttime in addition to deep..... yeah, yeah, but tin flame I ride there?

Each Dominicus morning time I tin flame last constitute preparing to enter, similar an aged in addition to awkward Alice, that modest opening inwards the moving-picture exhibit astride what has give-up the ghost a trusty onetime friend during the final year, my 1989 KDX200.  On most occasions I am alone, in addition to spell this is to a greater extent than unsafe than beingness accompanied, I mostly prefer it.   My arrival occurs only past times dawn inwards guild to compaction the others in addition to the Virginia summertime heat.

The thoroughfare to this undisclosed plot of wild, overgrown sky sandwiched inwards betwixt cost booths in addition to big box stores leads me past times a nevertheless sleeping church, parking lot empty, non yet induce for the day's worship.  But I am.  I convey come upward to hand a two-wheeled obeisance to the good worn single-tracks, trees, mud, roots in addition to modest creeks that comprise my cathedral of green.

I could wax poetic nearly the inherent, quiet, enveloping beauty of this house or indicate out the irony of its existence alongside the asphalt in addition to concrete temples of consumerism, but I won't.  Instead I volition rear the moments, the ones where the engine is silenced briefly, when in that place is a interruption inwards jumping over logs in addition to skidding roughly corners with the raspy cacophony of a richly jetted two-stroke engine howling behind, everything becomes nevertheless plenty in addition to still plenty that yous tin flame experience genuinely alone.  Sharing this with another grinning dipshit on a motocross wheel would last sacrilegious.

I don't know if god tin flame last constitute inwards this dense chunk of province betwixt the tracks in addition to the highway on a Dominicus forenoon, but in addition to thence long equally the bulldozers are kept at bay, I volition last in that place looking.

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